[Margaret's Perspective]
I could never refuse Donald.
It was like lightning striking the ground between mates. Just a small spark could ignite all the passion between us. We hugged each other in bed. Such a time, place, and atmosphere shouldn't have been interrupted by anything, but there was always something that dampened the mood.
"Knock, knock, knock." There were hurried knocks on the door.
"Your Majesty, something has happened," Elliot said from outside the door.
"What is it? If it's unimportant, we'll talk about it tomorrow," Donald replied angrily, but our kiss was interrupted. I let go of Donald and calmed my breathing.
From the moment I heard Elliot's voice, I knew that it was impossible for us to continue. Elliot wasn't someone who didn't know his limits. He knew that I was here. He wouldn't have bothered Donald on a night like this if it wasn't important.
